Life through death (by FL)

In this blind world,
Living, I want `o die,
My pain to be absorbed,
In death to overfly.

Defeated by life, young being,
My sadness to repress,
And days to be as counting,
As death it`s my obsess.

But faith don`t let me go,
Surrounds me day by day,
Sorrow oppresses me so
Torture throws down my way.

My heart burns at no rate,
And breathe, it has no grace,
As prejudices and hate
Now laughing in my face.

By selfish they have dreams,
High positions are the purposes,
Money does game, it seems,
Power removes their places.

Nothing has any more value,
Dust and moldiness are in their lives,
What`s lighting in sun bright new,
Set down in face of frighten knives.

In passing that come soon,
Towards life I pine after with fever,
Nothing will be based on fortune,
I want to pray and live… but not as a reliever.

by: Florentina Laic